The next morning, Henry woke up tangled in Jo's sheets. "Good morning," she whispered in his ear; scooting closer. "A good one indeed," he mumbled; kissing her forehead. "May I use your shower, Detective?" he asked. "Go right ahead," she replied; sitting up. He turned the water on and hummed a ditty from his youth as he waited for it to turn warm. Jo knocked on the bathroom door and he peeked his head out; arching an eyebrow at her. "Here's a towel," she said; handing it over to him, and turning on her heel. "Detective.. Don't you still have to shower?" he questioned; leaning on the door frame. "Yes.. But you can go first..It's fine," she responded. "Would you like to join me?" he smirked. "It won't take that long.." he assured her. "Doctor's orders?" she muttered; stepping closer to him. He smirked; untying the sash on her robe.
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She stepped into the restroom and de-robed; joining Henry under the lukewarm water. He shoved her against the shower wall, and licked his lips; starting to grind. She buried her face in his neck; sucking hard. "So.. About the Becker case.." he started to say. "Henry, don't ruin the mood," she grumbled. "If you'll not allow me to discuss our casework to..calm down.. Then we ought to be taking a cold shower," he mumbled. "I have issues with.. arriving early.." he explained. "It's all going down the drain anyway," she replied. "Fair point," he muttered; adjusting himself. "In that case, would you mind..um..putting me in your mouth again?" he asked hesitantly. "I've never experienced that.. before yesterday..and I rather enjoyed it," he announced. "Alright," she responded; getting down on her knees. "Is it a normal occurrence? Do people usually do this?.." he questioned. "Ah..I don't usually do it, but I guess it is," she responded; grabbing hold of his arousal. "It really is somewhat peculiar when you think about it," he said; peering down at her. "You know, I.." he started to say. "Henry..Focus," she said. "My apolog...Ohhhh," he groaned as she took him in her mouth. He bit down on his bottom lip and shut his eyes. "Can you..." he began. She read his mind and slid her mouth farther down along his length. He opened up his eyes and watched her work on him eagerly. She peered into his lust-filled soft brown eyes and bit down; grinning. "Jo, remove me from your mouth now," he exclaimed. "Jo.. I'm going to.." he urged. He ripped himself out of her mouth and stood over the drain. "I'm so terribly sorry," he apologized. She swallowed what was in her mouth and he just about fainted. "No problem," she smirked; getting to her feet. He eyed her up and down; astonished. "Is everything alright?" she chuckled. "That was so incredibly hot," he mumbled. She pressed him against the wall and buried her face in his neck; sucking harshly. "Take me," he whispered; poking her stomach with his arousal. She came down on his throbbing member; biting his neck hard, and he gasped. "Harder," he moaned. She came down on him again harder. "Can we start every morning like this?" he asked; groping her slippery breast. She started to pick up the pace. "Ah. AH. AHH," he screamed. "Say my name," he demanded; turning they around so he could take control. "Henry," she moaned. "Again," he said; thrusting into her. "Henry," she panted. "Again!" he exclaimed, moving around inside of her. "HENRY!" she shrieked; starting to quiver. He spilled all over, and they stood under the shower massager; panting. "Again?" Jo questioned; licking her lips. "We can't keep showing up for work late..." Henry announced. "Okay," she responded; reaching over to turn the water off. "One more time," he declared; thrusting into her.
